This evening, I found myself in a conversation with a woman who I consider to be a very close friend. She is someone who I want to stand with me when I [eventually] get married, and one of the first people I want to call when I receive good or bad news. She identifies as a white woman, while I identify as Middle Eastern (after much discernment on my part, may I add.)
I’m not sure why I felt it necessary to get into this conversation. Maybe it’s because I’m coming off of an ACPA conference high and feel as though I have all of this information that I need to get out. Maybe it’s because I really feel as though she is wrong, and would like to be the person to change her mind. Maybe, it is because for the first time in my life I feel like a…
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